And So to Home

Full moon over the Craft Beer Festival, South West Rocks

We left Urunga and headed down to South West Rocks to stay at Steve and Andrea’s house where we waited for them to arrive with Ally and Ben and their furniture. We stayed until Sunday enjoying their company before heading south again, stopping at Gunning Freecamp for the night before resuming our travel down to Echuca to stay with Sharon and Paul for a couple of days.

We arrived home today after travelling 10500 kms through NSW and Queensland. A really enjoyable trip with new locations visited interspersed with family visits. The vehicle behaved itself well beyond expectations (we travelled from South West Rocks to Echuca topping up with a jerrycan of fuel on the way). So that’s it for another year.

Grafton to Urunga

Our camp at Grafton

We spent three nights at the Grafton Showgrounds. The area is still recovering from the floods with several houses in the main drag with obvious flood damage and the Showgrounds themselves were in poor condition because of the wet soils. We were able to walk to the street from there so it was a pleasant enough stay, just not a lot to do in the circumstances. There were quite a few long term tenants at the Showgrounds who had obviously seen better days. I’m not sure if it was flood related but you have to feel for them living in such precarious conditions.

Urunga at the junction of the Kalang and Bellinger Rivers

We moved south to Urunga to spend three nights here. Naturally, now we are somewhere nice, there is rain forecast for the next few days , so we decided we had better make hay while the sun shines and we headed out along the boardwalk to the river mouth. A nice walk of about a kilometre each way. We then headed up the street to do some grocery shopping (though I doubt we really needed to) and back to camp to prepare for the rains. We depart for South West Rocks on Sunday.

Hitting The Coast

The blue house had water above the spouting

Well we headed over the top of the Great Dividing Range, weaving our way up and down the hills to Casino before heading through Lismore on our way south to Evans Head. The damage to some of the houses we saw in Lismore is almost incomprehensible the depth of water is beyond belief. The blue house above had signs of mud on the roof above the spouting, staggering to think the water was that deep. Ironically we struck rain as we were driving through that area.

Evans Head Beach

We rocked up to the Reflections Evans Head Tourist Park to be staggered by the size of the enterprise – over 500 sites and most of them are occupied. We had booked into a riverside site, foolishly imagining we would be on the edge of the river when in fact it meant the sites furtherest from the river mouth but closest to the town. At $66 a night I would have to say I’m less than impressed but the facilities are nearby and are brand new. We are staying two nights here so I guess I’ll have to grin and bear it.

Adieu Queensland, Gudday New South Wales

Thanks for your hospitality Queensland, we must do this again. We left Allora late this morning, 10 a.m, and made our way south towards the State border, passing through Warwick but diverting around Stanthorpe. We enjoyed our time in Queensland but its got colder again as we move south – a lot of frosts over the last few days.

Stannum House, Tenterfield circa. 1888

We were going to stay at the Tenterfield Showgrounds but it turns out they were more expensive than the caravan parks so we booked into Craig’s Caravan Park (but I couldn’t see him anywhere) and walked up the main street to look at the sights. A strange town in that here it was Friday and the street was virtually empty, with heaps of restaurants and cafes but little in the way of other retail outlets.

Devonshire Coffees at Bohemian Cafe Tenterfield

Of course we had to find the Tenterfield Saddler as per the Peter Allen song but what I found more interesting was the memorial to Sir Henry Parkes who made a speech in the Tenterfield School of Arts on the 24th October 1889 that eventually led to Australia’s establishment as an independent nation (see https://www.nma.gov.au/defining-moments/resources/tenterfield-oration )

The Tenterfield Saddler’s Shop

We are heading towards the coast tomorrow so it will be interesting to see what the weather brings for us.

Depart Dalby Arrive Allora

Our friend the Water Dragon

After a week of sitting on the banks of Myall Creek in Dalby (and making friends with the local water dragon) we hit the road again for a short drive down to Allora. Allora has stretched its history to include the one time childhood home of P. L. Travers (born Helen Lyndon Goff), the author of the Mary Poppins books. Her father was the manager of a local stock firm for a short time during her infancy.

One time childhood home of P. L. Travers

Todays trip was only 150 kms but we have done roughly 8200 kms so far. We went for a stroll through the main street of Allora, which is a pretty little town between Toowoomba and Warwick, hit the local shops to repay the favour of allowing us to freecamp overnight at the local park. We got in early which turned out to be a good thing as the park rapidly filled while we were up the street with half a dozen or more caravans.

The plaque reads “P L TRAVERS
BORN HELEN LYNDON GOFF 1899 – 1996
AUTHOR OF THE MARY POPPINS BOOKS SPENT SOME OF HER FORMATIVE YEARS IN ALLORA”

Hold up Neddy

We are going to fast! We have to fill in time before we reach Urunga so decided we would spend a couple of nights in Dalby which meant we only had a short run today and booked into the Dalby Tourist Park. Our site is right next to the river and the Park is only 300 metres from the main street so we will hit the town tomorrow and see what Dalby reveals. The only drawback is we are also close to the Thursday night sing along and sausage sizzle so I’m guessing its Country and Western tonight like it or not.

The view from our site. Very pretty and did I mention sunny and warm?

So its a real struggle putting up with all this sunshine and lovely mild weather. Would you believe the forecast for tomorrow is 7º overnight and a sunny 25º day. Loving this weather.

St George to Miles

We left camp and refuelled in St George (cheapest fuel to date $1.989/litre). I noticed the suspect tyre was down again so headed to Balonne Tyre Repairs run by Damian Lee and his family. Excellent service, straight onto it and found a leaking valve extension was the problem so carried out a quick repair and we were off to Roma.

People’s Choice Award

We had lunch in Roma and we were in luck as the Outback Sculpture tour was in town so we were able to check them out. Really very good, the racehorse and jockey won the People’s Choice Award, but I also particularly liked the eagle and the giant vase of flowers.

The Eagle has almost landed

We moved onto Miles which is a further 120 kms down the highway. We did a shop at the local IGA (we are trying to support the locals in these small towns) before setting up camp in the freecamp by the river. Jenny is excited as she gets to have fire again tonight (but she has to have it finished in time so she can watch Home and Away – bloody TV reception is to good☹️)

A Rose by any other name

On The Road Again

We enjoyed our pub meal last night. $25 for a self serve smorgasbord of Pork Sausages, Rosemary Seasoned Lamb Chops, Potato mash, corn, beans and onion gravy. Bloody lovely!

Is it just me or could this be misconstrued?

After another cool night and a quick pump up of one tyre (must keep an eye on that) we were back heading East. First stop was Cunnamulla for fuel and a photo of the statue. The township is certainly much prettier than when we were last here some 14 years ago, with the gardens surrounding the statue a credit to the Shire Council staff.

We then headed back towards St George over roads we hadn’t been on before stopping on the side of the road for lunch. Quite a lot of feral goats around with thick pasture everywhere. It makes a pleasant change to see all this green grass and the tiny wildflowers making the their mark. We decided to stay in St. George tonight at the Riverpark Caravan Park to celebrate our 42nd wedding anniversary.

So far this trip we’ve travelled just over 7500 kms but who is counting. A lot of it on roads new to us and after unusual weather events. Still a lot of water laying beside the roads, fast flowing rivers and lush pasture. A different view of outback Queensland.

A Victim of “Progress”

We spent a relaxing couple of nights in Charleville at the Bailey Bar Caravan Park – a real throwback in time. Old facilities but spotlessly clean if a little different (Sheilas and Blokes to distinguish the sexes). This gave Jenny the opportunity to watch football on both nights. Charleville appears about half the size of Leongatha and has the airport right on the edge of town which houses a Royal Flying Doctor Base. You know when a town has a struggle to find sites of interest to tourists when one they do list is the site of the fertiliser truck explosion (which happened in 2014 see https://www.abc.net.au/news/2014-09-08/transport-workers-union-want-review-ammonium-nitrate-explosion/5726828 ) which is about 30 kms out of town.

One of the two fire trucks destroyed in the blast. Miraculously no one was killed in the explosion but 8 were injured

We planned our getaway to head down to Quilpie and then onto Toompine if the roads were passable. Fortunately the Quilpie Information Bureau was able to tell us that the main roads were open (even if they were undergoing some repairs) so we headed off with the plan to freecamp at Toompine. But oh no, “progress” has meant that the site is closed down while the pub undergoes renovations. From what we could see it was more a complete rebuild than a renovation as the original roof and walls have disappeared replaced with a modern “interpretation” of an out back pub.

Toompine will never be the same again.

In a fit of pique we moved onto Eulo, deciding to stay behind the hotel and have a counter meal tonight to support an original outback pub – The Eulo Queen Hotel. Still extensive signs of the heavy recent rains but the roads are generally in good condition. We saw our first emus for this trip, a few pig carcasses and heaps of feral goats, getting fat on the bountiful pasture around here. I wonder if goat is on the menu tonight.

Dad and the kids making a quick getaway

Last Day In Blackall

Wood, wool and water, Blackall Sculpture Trail

A lazy morning this morning, just reading the paper and catching up on the news. We did a bit of brainstorming on future plans (didn’t take long, there’s not much brain to storm). We decided to have one last fling in the Blackall retail space and headed up an alternate route which revealed yet another couple of Blackall sights, the first being a tribute to wood, wind and wool.

Hot water from the Great Artesian Basin flowing freely down a drain??

We passed the site of the original artesian water bore. Blackall currently gets their drinking water straight from the Artesian Basin and hot water is piped around the town. Water from the bore flowed at an astonishing 630,000 litres per day in 1985.

The Old Masonic Lodge building, Blackall

We then headed to the heritage listed old Masonic Hall, now housing a delightful cafe (no goat on the menu) and clothing. Enjoyed a very nice lunch there before ambling back to camp to ready ourselves for the trip south to Charleville.

Toasted Turkish Bread with Roast Beef and Caramelised Onions